I can completely see how this book has become a revelatory sensation — to have one’s entire experience as a woman told as fact, with sympathy and without speculation is necessary and infuriating, inspiring for its awful reality. This book demands change in the mere motions of following the life of a woman, whose material conditions and consciousness have been irrevocably damaged and dictated by her being a woman. There is nothing else left to wait for but an imperative movement, one long overdue. 

Am I stealing from you? I suffered deathly pain having our child. My routine, my career, my dreams, my entire life, my self — I gave it all up to raise our child. And I’ve become vermin. What do I do now?